Short and Not Sweet.

My achilles tendon still hurts when I run. There is seven more sleeps until race day, six if I factor in not sleeping the night before. I am tired. I am grumpy. Stay far, far, away. A swim partner said I am ready as I have that glazed over, anorexic, Ironman look  to me.

Last week I travelled 238 kms during my training. I thought it was a taper week.

See you at the finish line, in a week…..

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